RUNiNN SHT Lyrics

Running this shit

Running this shit I got cash

Shopping at sacs

Whole lot of cash stuffed in my bag

Got a whole lot of bullets

Stuffed in the mag

I'm not in LA

Right now

I'm in Texas

I'm out in Dior

And chrome heart threads

I got some diamonds on me

Mike Jackson

I got some real bad hoes around here

I'm doing all of this stunting no fear

I got the trunk in the front not the rear

I gotta flee from 12 hit the gear

I'm having drugs

That could get me some years

I'm having chrome heart jewelry

It's matching my chrome pistol

Bitch I gotta bad bitch

That do me whenever her man

And her need a zip

No I ain't loving that hoe ain't a simp

Swerving what's mine not a rental

I done blew big like a blimp

Everyday steak and shrimp

I used to run around with them lil

Rappers then I blew up

Big forgot who they was

They told me see yo ass at the top

But I don't see none

Of them niggas right now

Free all my brothers

And fuck all the cops

I'm bout to ice out the mutha fucking

Watch

I'm sporting marni tonight

that's the vibes

I press the button and let the bitch drive

Running this shit

Running this shit I got cash

Shopping at sacs

Whole lot of cash stuffed in my bag

Got a whole lot of bullets

Stuffed in the mag

I'm not in LA

Right now

I'm in Texas

I'm out in Dior

And chrome heart threads

I got some diamonds on me

Mike Jackson

I got some real bad hoes around here

I'm doing all of this stunting no fear

I got the trunk in the front not the rear

I gotta flee from 12 hit the gear

I'm having drugs

That could get me some years

I'm having chrome heart jewelry its Matching my chrome pistol bitch

Running this shit

Running this shit